Wednesday, November 19, 2014
the Erised (student generated poetic form)
Dreams
They either haunt you or don't
they either make you happy or sad
The sad type
make you jump
get chills
cause you to have nightmares
but most of all they make you think
why did I have this dream?
does it mean something?
why can't I have a nice dream?
why do we have dreams at all?
no one knows!
Dreams???
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
the other world (light verse)
Wands at hand
Chanting spells
BOOM! POW! WAM!
they disappeared
Fireballs a flying
Every direction you look
watch out!
DRAGONS!
Swooping up and down
back and side ways
faeries a running
poor wizards watch out!
Chanting spells
BOOM! POW! WAM!
they disappeared
Fireballs a flying
Every direction you look
watch out!
DRAGONS!
Swooping up and down
back and side ways
faeries a running
poor wizards watch out!
Monday, November 17, 2014
The candle ( 3 stage poem)
Poem 1
strong, brave, a war veteran
this is what this candle is.
he had many achievements under his belt
Over the years though he weakened
the light above his head dimmed
till one day you could barely see it
the candles family knew that his time was coming to an end
when one day no one saw his light
with tearful eyes the family buried the candle in the grave yard of all candles
"the trash can"
they threw matches and lighters while buring him.
even after his death no one forgot about the candle
he had great candles and candles that he left behind.
all the candles miss him dearly but they couldnt bring him back
with sad eyes they healed their wax hearts
until the day they didnt cry
then finally did their light shine once more.
Revision: I decided to do stanzas in the next poem because it needed to be broken apart.
Poem 2
strong, brave, a war veteran
this is what this candle is
he had many achievements under his belt.
over the years though he weakened
the light above his head dimmed
till one day you could barely see it
the candle's family knew,
his time was coming to an end.
one day no one saw his light
with tearful eyes the family buried
the candle in the graveyard,
of all candles
"the trash can"
they threw matches and lighters were buried with him
even after his death no one forgot about the candle
he had great candles and candles he left behind
all the candles miss him dearly
but they couldn't bring him back
with sad eyes they healed their wax hearts
until the day they didnt cry
and then finally did their light shine.
revision: i decided to change some of the words to make it sound better
poem 3
strong, brave, a war hero
this is what the candle is
awards started piling up
years passed by,
his light that once shined bright, now barely visable
the candle's family knew,
his time was coming to an end.
one day his light disappeared
with tearful eyes, the family buried him,
the grave yard of all candles, "the trash can"
they buried him with lighters and matches.
things that he absolutely adored.
after the death,
no one forgot about the candle
he had great candles and candles
sadly left behind
all the candles miss him dearly,
but they couldn't bring him back
their wax hearts healed overtime
until the day they didn't cry
finally their light shined brighter than ever.
revision: i decided to make the poem more vague so it wouldnt be about one particular thing.
Poem 4
the candle
full of light and happiness
deep wounds healed
years passed by,
growing smaller every year
light dulled
growing small
the candle was barely visible
limited days left
one day darkness encased him
candles left behind
life must go on
a new candle
fresh wax, tall ever
ready for life to begin
no one ever forgot
the candle though.
strong, brave, a war veteran
this is what this candle is.
he had many achievements under his belt
Over the years though he weakened
the light above his head dimmed
till one day you could barely see it
the candles family knew that his time was coming to an end
when one day no one saw his light
with tearful eyes the family buried the candle in the grave yard of all candles
"the trash can"
they threw matches and lighters while buring him.
even after his death no one forgot about the candle
he had great candles and candles that he left behind.
all the candles miss him dearly but they couldnt bring him back
with sad eyes they healed their wax hearts
until the day they didnt cry
then finally did their light shine once more.
Revision: I decided to do stanzas in the next poem because it needed to be broken apart.
Poem 2
strong, brave, a war veteran
this is what this candle is
he had many achievements under his belt.
over the years though he weakened
the light above his head dimmed
till one day you could barely see it
the candle's family knew,
his time was coming to an end.
one day no one saw his light
with tearful eyes the family buried
the candle in the graveyard,
of all candles
"the trash can"
they threw matches and lighters were buried with him
even after his death no one forgot about the candle
he had great candles and candles he left behind
all the candles miss him dearly
but they couldn't bring him back
with sad eyes they healed their wax hearts
until the day they didnt cry
and then finally did their light shine.
revision: i decided to change some of the words to make it sound better
poem 3
strong, brave, a war hero
this is what the candle is
awards started piling up
years passed by,
his light that once shined bright, now barely visable
the candle's family knew,
his time was coming to an end.
one day his light disappeared
with tearful eyes, the family buried him,
the grave yard of all candles, "the trash can"
they buried him with lighters and matches.
things that he absolutely adored.
after the death,
no one forgot about the candle
he had great candles and candles
sadly left behind
all the candles miss him dearly,
but they couldn't bring him back
their wax hearts healed overtime
until the day they didn't cry
finally their light shined brighter than ever.
revision: i decided to make the poem more vague so it wouldnt be about one particular thing.
Poem 4
the candle
full of light and happiness
deep wounds healed
years passed by,
growing smaller every year
light dulled
growing small
the candle was barely visible
limited days left
one day darkness encased him
candles left behind
life must go on
a new candle
fresh wax, tall ever
ready for life to begin
no one ever forgot
the candle though.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Fall (synechonoche)
Fall. Leaves floating every where you look. Changing color very very slowly. falling and falling like a feather in a sky. Going where ever the wind takes them. The crisp sound of the crunch of stepping on them. The giggling of kids jumping in them having the fun. too soon the leaves disappear until the next fall.
Friday, October 24, 2014
anger letter
Dear family,
I love you guys with all my heart but sometimes i have the feeling you don't love me back. Dad you are the worse offender of that. i know your not the guy to show affection to us but would it kill you just to say i love you. i feel like you love only brian. I don't blame you for liking brian better i mean he is the superstar. The baseball prodigy and what the hell am i but a mediocre basketball player. Dad i hate that you never tried to go to my basketball games. it killed me, i used to always look for you in the bleachers but i never aw you. Yet you have the all the time in the world to go to brian's games. You say you have work but yeah dad you have work during baseball season but yet you find the freaking time to go to his games and not mine. That hurts. I feel like i'm pushed aside like a piece of trash that people don't care about. Like no one cares about me. The only thing that matters to you is stupid baseball. Really i live baseball too but i hate how you, (dad) don't care. Brian always have the newest things and there is me with my four year old crap . You have spoiled that kid rotten with all the stupid crap. he doesn't know how money really comes from. You gave hoim the notion that money never stops coming. Well news flash we got bills to pay and i have seen mom worries about the bills, but you still go on your spending sprees and don't care. brian is too freaking cocky, dad you caused that. You made his head so big on the idea that no one is better than him. You always take Brian's side no matter what and to be honest i can't belive how much of a jerk you are. You always side with him you never stick up for me and when i do you just tell me to shut up. I sometimes feel like if i just disappeared i wouldn't be missed at all. Mom is the only one that understands, but sometimes she doesn't none of you guys do. You guys don't understnad how much stress i deal with in a everday basis. School work is one of my major stress things. You don't understnad how i study much, how i have so much homework then other people. I need to do this because i don't think like an average person. You guys should know. i went to sylvan in second grade because i was slower then all the other kids. I need to do this to keep my grades A's and B's.wrighting this has somehow made me feel better, but i know you guys will never see this and it pins me knowing that. I doubt you even care you would just deny it all saying i'm overreacting i'm not. This is what i see and know for a fact.
Sincerely, Your sister/ daughter
I love you guys with all my heart but sometimes i have the feeling you don't love me back. Dad you are the worse offender of that. i know your not the guy to show affection to us but would it kill you just to say i love you. i feel like you love only brian. I don't blame you for liking brian better i mean he is the superstar. The baseball prodigy and what the hell am i but a mediocre basketball player. Dad i hate that you never tried to go to my basketball games. it killed me, i used to always look for you in the bleachers but i never aw you. Yet you have the all the time in the world to go to brian's games. You say you have work but yeah dad you have work during baseball season but yet you find the freaking time to go to his games and not mine. That hurts. I feel like i'm pushed aside like a piece of trash that people don't care about. Like no one cares about me. The only thing that matters to you is stupid baseball. Really i live baseball too but i hate how you, (dad) don't care. Brian always have the newest things and there is me with my four year old crap . You have spoiled that kid rotten with all the stupid crap. he doesn't know how money really comes from. You gave hoim the notion that money never stops coming. Well news flash we got bills to pay and i have seen mom worries about the bills, but you still go on your spending sprees and don't care. brian is too freaking cocky, dad you caused that. You made his head so big on the idea that no one is better than him. You always take Brian's side no matter what and to be honest i can't belive how much of a jerk you are. You always side with him you never stick up for me and when i do you just tell me to shut up. I sometimes feel like if i just disappeared i wouldn't be missed at all. Mom is the only one that understands, but sometimes she doesn't none of you guys do. You guys don't understnad how much stress i deal with in a everday basis. School work is one of my major stress things. You don't understnad how i study much, how i have so much homework then other people. I need to do this because i don't think like an average person. You guys should know. i went to sylvan in second grade because i was slower then all the other kids. I need to do this to keep my grades A's and B's.wrighting this has somehow made me feel better, but i know you guys will never see this and it pins me knowing that. I doubt you even care you would just deny it all saying i'm overreacting i'm not. This is what i see and know for a fact.
Sincerely, Your sister/ daughter
Monday, October 20, 2014
The Christmas Miracle (timed prompt)
It was Christmas Eve. Fog stuck to the tarmac at Lingbergh Field. Aunt Mariah and Grandma Rose are bickering about who the hell knows. While they bickered my uncle Peter and Grandpa Joe were talking to the receptionist about an alternative route to New York. My mom and Dad must be worried out of their mind. The kids were whining and tugging at our clothes saying Santa Clause wouldn't find them there while my uncle Tim was passed out on the floor. This has got to be the worst Christmas Eve ever. The snow piled up outside making all my hopes fell that very moment when uncle peter and Grandpa came back with grim expressions all over their faces.
"All the planes are delayed until the snow can stop. Sorry honey looks like we won't make it home to see your baby sister born after all." My grandpa explained with sadness in his eyes. I nodded my head fighting back tears. This is the only thing I want. To see my baby sister get born. I can't believe it I'm going to miss my baby sister's birth. We all sit down not saying anything. I pick up my four year old cousin and fall asleep to the sound of my everyone crying.
"Quick wake up honey!" I was jerked awake by my Cousin Ryan. I glance up and there is this guy. He looks like he just did an all nighter, he was tall with a full bearded. He had bags under his eyes and looked like he was about to drop, but he still agreed to give us ride home.
"This man said he can give us a ride on his plane to the New York. Beatrice we are going to make it sweetie." I laugh with happy tears streaming down my face. I ran up to the guy and thanked him for helping me have my wish come true. In an hour we were all at the hospital. It was exactly twelve o'clock when my baby sister was born. I forgot about everything else but my sister when she looked at me. Her blue eyes stared at me in awe. I'm her older sister now, the one to protect her, the one to help her through life. This is the best Christmas gift ever. All I have to thank is that man. He was tired and wanted to go home but he gave us a lift still. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here. Thank you Mr. plane guy. Thank you for everything. Have a Merry Christmas, you sure deserve it.
PS: The author said that when she gave her student this prompt she said that almost all wrote about bad things like death, and violence. I don't agree with her, I wrote a prompt and it was happy ending nothing bad happened. No one died or had violence. Not all people write violence when they read this prompt.
"All the planes are delayed until the snow can stop. Sorry honey looks like we won't make it home to see your baby sister born after all." My grandpa explained with sadness in his eyes. I nodded my head fighting back tears. This is the only thing I want. To see my baby sister get born. I can't believe it I'm going to miss my baby sister's birth. We all sit down not saying anything. I pick up my four year old cousin and fall asleep to the sound of my everyone crying.
"Quick wake up honey!" I was jerked awake by my Cousin Ryan. I glance up and there is this guy. He looks like he just did an all nighter, he was tall with a full bearded. He had bags under his eyes and looked like he was about to drop, but he still agreed to give us ride home.
"This man said he can give us a ride on his plane to the New York. Beatrice we are going to make it sweetie." I laugh with happy tears streaming down my face. I ran up to the guy and thanked him for helping me have my wish come true. In an hour we were all at the hospital. It was exactly twelve o'clock when my baby sister was born. I forgot about everything else but my sister when she looked at me. Her blue eyes stared at me in awe. I'm her older sister now, the one to protect her, the one to help her through life. This is the best Christmas gift ever. All I have to thank is that man. He was tired and wanted to go home but he gave us a lift still. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here. Thank you Mr. plane guy. Thank you for everything. Have a Merry Christmas, you sure deserve it.
PS: The author said that when she gave her student this prompt she said that almost all wrote about bad things like death, and violence. I don't agree with her, I wrote a prompt and it was happy ending nothing bad happened. No one died or had violence. Not all people write violence when they read this prompt.
Thursday, October 16, 2014
The chosen one ( Short fiction)
"Welcome to Camp Demigod!" The guy screamed in my ears before i blacked out from exhaustion. I've been to the camp for about a week and it has been living hell.
" Ow! What was that for?" I rubbed my head. I just got to this stupid camp and still trying to grasp the idea my father wasn't who I thought he was. My father is a greek god, yeah I know hard to believe my father wasn't human.
"Come on Dork we need to get to sword practice or we have to clean the pegasus' stables for a week." The beef guy shoves me in front of him again.
"Hey! One my name is Jordan Thompson and two I need to get my sword so EXCUSE ME!" I was now in his face. I know I'll probably get beat up but i don't care. I'm sick of people pushing me around.
" You little-..."
" Um... guys break it up. I'll take him to his cabin and Jeff, you can go to practice." said a beautiful angel with amazing blonde hair and baby blue eyes that you can get lost in. Wait a minute what just happened. all I remember is she who ever she is yanking me into my cabin. "Don't worry about him he is just trying to show his authority. He gets that from his father, but really he is real nice guy after you get to know him." She sticks out her hand, a huge jagged scar broke the surface of her pale hand. She doesn't seem to be fazed that i'm staring at her scar. Something about the hand gave me weird feeling so i didn't shake it. She got the message and dropped her hand somehow nonchalant about it.
" My name is Izzy. My mother is Aphrodite, you know the goddess of love." She curls her hair around her finger. She is biting her lips from giggling i just know it. Oh god how did i get into this situation. I feel like a magic blanket fall over me. I somehow had the odd sensation to listen to her to never leave her and I-.
" Mr. Jordan your missing swords class!" Yelled Mr. Sniden. He was satlking towards us like he was about to beat me to the ground. He gave Izzy a weird look like he knew something we didn't. He grabs me rather harshly i may add and we walk towards the building rather fast. "She's trouble Jordan don't get near her. I don't quite know what she is up to but i do know that its bad."
"Damn it if that stupid teacher didn't come I would of have him." He was so close of touching my hand if he did he would of been charmed." I kneeled down in front of the mistress " I'm sorry my lady I was unable to lure the chosen one out of the camp."
" Thats okay my dear. You must try harder, the teachers might think your up to something, but they won't do anything. Now off with you child. Make sure you get the son of Zeus before he finds out who he is. He is still very weak we may have a chance. be gone child and don't come back without him."
The chosen one is super cute only if i wasn't trying to kill him i might actually give him a chance.
" Dude, i swear when you got back to class the teacher was different, he didn't attack you as good as he could have!" Jeff said. Me and him are buddy buddy i guess. I rubbed my body i'm pretty sure there will be bruises there tomorrow. " Yeah, well lucky me i guess."
Hi, Jordan would you like to go to Pegasus point with me and i'll show you my new archery skills. They are pretty awesome and maybe i'll teach you some new moves." she was full out flirting with me. I have this weird feeling though. "Nah i'm good Izzy i promised the guys i would play hoops with them." Phew that was close.
" I didn't know you told the guys you would play with them? asked a confused Jeff.
" I didn't i just said it so i could get away from her. Something about her freaks me out.
Stupid, stupid i should of waited for him to be alone then i can get him. Aha there he is ready hmm oh maybe i should hide behind that tree yeah, then i can knock him out.
I can't get her out of my head maybe if i walk near the forest my bain would actually function. Ooh look a flute one of the satyrs must of dropped it. "Wha-..."
Urg. my head hurts what the hell happened?
"Yes my lady i have the chosen one he is currently unconscious but he should wake up soon.
" Good job Izelica, i'm sure your mother would be proud.
"Proud? Please she wouldn't be, she only cares about her hair!"
" Very true my dear. That is all i needed. Go train the other demigods while i deal with him.
" What the hel-" i was cut of by the mysterious lady.
" Please don't swear in my castle young man!" Oh my god she is a goddess. oh crap is it insulting to say god in front of a goddess. which goddess is it come on rack your head dumby.
" If you haven't figured my name out yet it is Hera. Yes my child the wife of Zeus."
" What do you want with me?"
" Oh i want you for the greatest thing in the world, I'm going to kill you my child. Your father deserves it after cheating on me.
Wait she can't mean-. "My father is zeus? Thats impossible my teachers said Poseidon, Hades and Zeus made a oath to never go after humans again! Your lying and kill me? what for?"
"Your right my child they did. But atlast my husband doesn't listen. Izzy is an example of his idiotic behaviors. He cheated on me and dated Aphrodite for a little bit. I felt sorry for the child so I recruited her. Yes kill you it will show Zeus he can't be sneaking around and thinking i wouldn't find out.
" You mean she tricked me."
"Yes she did sweetie and it is time to die my child".
"Wait if i'm zeus' child, I can fight you!"
" You can't beat me child. Your a weakling your nothing but a bastard child and i'm a goddess!."
" Oh, you just watch lady i got this sword here and i'm not afraid to use it."
" Come here you little-"
" Hahha you can't catch me! your too big to grab me. OOH there is an escape door yes oh and yes rocks.
" Hey Hera how much do you like rocks because your about to be rocked by a puny demigod." I throw tons of rocks and i run for my life. Wait this is a five story building i can't jump i'll die. What the hell maybe i can fly hopefully i don't die.
oh god i hope i make out of this alive!"
"Why the heck am I called the chosen one ?
" Ow! What was that for?" I rubbed my head. I just got to this stupid camp and still trying to grasp the idea my father wasn't who I thought he was. My father is a greek god, yeah I know hard to believe my father wasn't human.
"Come on Dork we need to get to sword practice or we have to clean the pegasus' stables for a week." The beef guy shoves me in front of him again.
"Hey! One my name is Jordan Thompson and two I need to get my sword so EXCUSE ME!" I was now in his face. I know I'll probably get beat up but i don't care. I'm sick of people pushing me around.
" You little-..."
" Um... guys break it up. I'll take him to his cabin and Jeff, you can go to practice." said a beautiful angel with amazing blonde hair and baby blue eyes that you can get lost in. Wait a minute what just happened. all I remember is she who ever she is yanking me into my cabin. "Don't worry about him he is just trying to show his authority. He gets that from his father, but really he is real nice guy after you get to know him." She sticks out her hand, a huge jagged scar broke the surface of her pale hand. She doesn't seem to be fazed that i'm staring at her scar. Something about the hand gave me weird feeling so i didn't shake it. She got the message and dropped her hand somehow nonchalant about it.
" My name is Izzy. My mother is Aphrodite, you know the goddess of love." She curls her hair around her finger. She is biting her lips from giggling i just know it. Oh god how did i get into this situation. I feel like a magic blanket fall over me. I somehow had the odd sensation to listen to her to never leave her and I-.
" Mr. Jordan your missing swords class!" Yelled Mr. Sniden. He was satlking towards us like he was about to beat me to the ground. He gave Izzy a weird look like he knew something we didn't. He grabs me rather harshly i may add and we walk towards the building rather fast. "She's trouble Jordan don't get near her. I don't quite know what she is up to but i do know that its bad."
"Damn it if that stupid teacher didn't come I would of have him." He was so close of touching my hand if he did he would of been charmed." I kneeled down in front of the mistress " I'm sorry my lady I was unable to lure the chosen one out of the camp."
" Thats okay my dear. You must try harder, the teachers might think your up to something, but they won't do anything. Now off with you child. Make sure you get the son of Zeus before he finds out who he is. He is still very weak we may have a chance. be gone child and don't come back without him."
The chosen one is super cute only if i wasn't trying to kill him i might actually give him a chance.
" Dude, i swear when you got back to class the teacher was different, he didn't attack you as good as he could have!" Jeff said. Me and him are buddy buddy i guess. I rubbed my body i'm pretty sure there will be bruises there tomorrow. " Yeah, well lucky me i guess."
Hi, Jordan would you like to go to Pegasus point with me and i'll show you my new archery skills. They are pretty awesome and maybe i'll teach you some new moves." she was full out flirting with me. I have this weird feeling though. "Nah i'm good Izzy i promised the guys i would play hoops with them." Phew that was close.
" I didn't know you told the guys you would play with them? asked a confused Jeff.
" I didn't i just said it so i could get away from her. Something about her freaks me out.
Stupid, stupid i should of waited for him to be alone then i can get him. Aha there he is ready hmm oh maybe i should hide behind that tree yeah, then i can knock him out.
I can't get her out of my head maybe if i walk near the forest my bain would actually function. Ooh look a flute one of the satyrs must of dropped it. "Wha-..."
Urg. my head hurts what the hell happened?
"Yes my lady i have the chosen one he is currently unconscious but he should wake up soon.
" Good job Izelica, i'm sure your mother would be proud.
"Proud? Please she wouldn't be, she only cares about her hair!"
" Very true my dear. That is all i needed. Go train the other demigods while i deal with him.
" What the hel-" i was cut of by the mysterious lady.
" Please don't swear in my castle young man!" Oh my god she is a goddess. oh crap is it insulting to say god in front of a goddess. which goddess is it come on rack your head dumby.
" If you haven't figured my name out yet it is Hera. Yes my child the wife of Zeus."
" What do you want with me?"
" Oh i want you for the greatest thing in the world, I'm going to kill you my child. Your father deserves it after cheating on me.
Wait she can't mean-. "My father is zeus? Thats impossible my teachers said Poseidon, Hades and Zeus made a oath to never go after humans again! Your lying and kill me? what for?"
"Your right my child they did. But atlast my husband doesn't listen. Izzy is an example of his idiotic behaviors. He cheated on me and dated Aphrodite for a little bit. I felt sorry for the child so I recruited her. Yes kill you it will show Zeus he can't be sneaking around and thinking i wouldn't find out.
" You mean she tricked me."
"Yes she did sweetie and it is time to die my child".
"Wait if i'm zeus' child, I can fight you!"
" You can't beat me child. Your a weakling your nothing but a bastard child and i'm a goddess!."
" Oh, you just watch lady i got this sword here and i'm not afraid to use it."
" Come here you little-"
" Hahha you can't catch me! your too big to grab me. OOH there is an escape door yes oh and yes rocks.
" Hey Hera how much do you like rocks because your about to be rocked by a puny demigod." I throw tons of rocks and i run for my life. Wait this is a five story building i can't jump i'll die. What the hell maybe i can fly hopefully i don't die.
oh god i hope i make out of this alive!"
"Why the heck am I called the chosen one ?
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